Chapter 1275

Just as Marsha was about to get in the car, Charles was already one step ahead, moving to the driver's side. "Marsha, I'll drive." She glanced at Charles. Though she was in a bad mood that day, she knew none of it was his fault. Feeling a slight headache, she rubbed her temples, quickly adjusted her mood, and nodded. "Okay." A bright smile immediately spread across Charles' face. The two of them got into the car. Marsha reached into the glove compartment, pulled out a bottle of water, and handed it to Charles. "Have some water first." From the moment he appeared until now, he hadn't stopped moving. When he first rushed over, he was already a little out of breath. Charles had been worried that Marsha might give him the cold shoulder again. But now, looking at the bottle of water in her hand, he felt relieved. He glanced at her, smiling as he asked softly with concern, "Have you been feeling unwell these past few days? You don't look so good." Although he had never spent time wit